Category Archives: Aging

I have really been enjoying my morning cup of coffee. I cannot believe it because for months, my morning cup of joe was relegated to either a tiny cup of real coffee with some milk that I sipped carefully or … Continue reading →

It seems to be an American thing that at a certain age, you take a look at your home and think, damn, I have to get out of here, there are stairs. MK was talking to our daughter-in-law and she … Continue reading →

This is not a document on the physical aspects of aging. Those of us who are in the know could talk of the daily changes wrought by the years. Overall, what I have seen is perhaps not as bad as … Continue reading →

I am writing on the patio table. Breezes are fleeting by and the umbrella shades me. Stewart is at my feet. MK is in the house at the dining room table. What’s up with that? We have a whole winter … Continue reading →

On Sunday evening, we tried a movie suggested to us by our friend Rose, ‘Hello, My Name is Doris.’ It was kind of against our better judgment as it was the story of a sixty-something woman (played by Sally Field) … Continue reading →